They took the bullet that killed Kennedy,
put it in a diamond cannon pointed right at me.
So I stood tall against them all.
I am the machine
I told them this you best not miss
or I'll make your children scream.

They say I'm evil,
well I say they're nothing
Take that for what it's worth
it might make you something

My mother she ran from me
and died in a field of poppy
hung herself from the tree
where my father carved her name
She left a note for all to read
about her final choices
Said I'm the reason
I'm the demon
of seven thousand voices.

They say I'm evil,
well I say they're nothing
Take that for what it's worth
it might make you something

My name was foretold
It was written on papyrus
thrown in the darkest cave
and treated like a virus
That mountain crumbled
for what it did contain
found by a shepherd boy
left him crippled, blind, insane.

I am your seventh revelation